Animals of the Heart
Hunting the animals of the heart fluid time sounds like could be, maybe. After all, and once upon a time, ever after or Stalking the zebra of the heart wrestling the mongoose chasing the elusive could be or ever after, once Too many are not good or not any after the fact the wily long ago and since then Could be nice a swift antelope or after the undulant dolphin sliding through its slippery maze.
Published in Exhibition, A journal of visual and literary arts, Bainbridge Island, WA, 1997
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